You know what is sad? That in my one hundred and fifty uploaded dreamwidth icons, I don't have a single one of Adam Lambert to post this with. It has also been a really long time since I posted fic! But enough with the mundanities:
American Idol RPS; Adam/Kris/Katy
~16,000 words; Adult.
It would not be an overstatement to say that Adam knows something about sex toys.
Warnings/enticements for: sex, sex toys, people talking about sex, product placement, unlikely bus routes, recreational drug use, pegging, dirty talk, phone sex, threesomes, polyamory, and, I imagine, an incredibly inaccurate portrayal of the shenanigans that occur on American Idol tours. This is 100% fiction, and no disrespect is intended towards the real people on whom these characters are based.
Notes: The genesis of this story belongs entirely to the wonderful
airgiodslv, who made
this amazing post. It turns out that I am helpless before the words "pegging" and "threesome". Thanks to
trinity_clare and
aria for beta, and especially to
bexless, for beta, for being kind of magic, and for holding my hand on this one from the very beginning.
Bingo: at my
fic journal, or at the
Archive of Our Own.
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